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Patrick Sugarr Aug 2014
There was this night
  when I was trying to study
Mama came into my room
  with a cup of coffee

As I reached for the cup
  it was as warm as her embrace
made me feel
  like I'm in the safest place

And as I took a sip
  it was bittersweet
reminded me of life
  the trials and success that I would meet

As I finished it
  I knew that I have
all her tender care
  and genuine love

But now that she's far away
  I wish that I would see
my Mama by the door
  and her warm cup of coffee

--
though i may not say it that often, though we may not be that close, you're my mama -- i love you.

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